Most writers engaged in producing a novel have some wellspring of hope the work will someday see the light of day. Acclaim would be great, they think, but even publication — ah, publication! — would be a wonderful, perhaps life-changing, event. This hope of publication just over the hill is often the only thing that keeps the writer going through the long, solitary journey.
In my particular case, it actually appeared as if I was in with a chance of having a traditional publisher for the book I’m about to put up on Smashwords and Amazon this November. Way back in 2003 or thereabouts, I sent the 3rd draft of an animal fantasy set in Byron Shire to one of the foremost agents in Australia. I’d been stalking this agent for years, trying to tempt her with various projects. When she accepted this manuscript without reservation, I was ecstatic, this lady handled big names like Frank Moorhouse. She loved the work, she said, and intended to send it first to HarperCollins. HarperCollins! I was over the moon. I had this crash hot agent, and she liked the novel so much she’d gone for one of the biggest publishers in Australia.
Well. I waited and waited. Gradually, my excitement dwindled. After some months I rang the agent up. The head editor of HarperCollins, said the agent, hadn’t liked the anthropomorphism in the work — hell, it was one 70,000-word piece of anthropomorphism — so goodbye HarperCollins. But never mind, she’d look around for another perhaps smaller publisher.
More months went by. Eventually the agent rang me up: what genre did I reckon this book was, anyway? Yes, dear reader, it was a cross-genre work. Which, if you’re an unknown novelist in Australia is akin to setting fire to your chances of ever scoring a large traditional publisher. I understand their thinking. If you’re a publisher, you can afford to take a chance on a weird, off beat novel with a well-known writer. With a writer such as myself, known only for short stories, the risk was simply too great.
I don’t know when the agent gave up on the ms, I was never informed. I simply heard one day that she had retired. In my naivety I attempted to find another agent for the work. However, having had the big-name agent turned out to be the Kiss of Death for my finding another. ’Oh,’ each of them said to me, ‘if she couldn’t place it, I doubt I could. I’ll pass.’
I then attempted to place the ms myself with small Australian publishers. After all, I did have a track record of pleasing the public with short stories, and had been fortunate enough to win a number of awards with them. Every small publisher I approached with the ms seemed to think I was writing in this fairy tale style because I could write in no other, ignoring the fact that my published stories were, in fact, rather edgy and streetwise. Two of them managed to reject me on Christmas Eve, though I’d sent them the ms many many months before. My mouth fell open when I opened those emails, which occurred in two separate years. Rejecting a writer on Christmas Eve was, as well-known author Susan Geason remarked, like something out of Dickens.
So I came at last to the wild and woolly territory of indie publishing, which contains its own pitfalls as set out in my previous post . Currently, I’m working on the first set of proofs from CreateSpace – but more of that next week. (If you like horror stories, don’t forget to tune in.) After that, it’s back to the Hill of Bewilderment for more agonising over categories – Amazon allows writers two.
Will it be worth it? Money wise, I doubt it very much. But it will be nice to finally hold a published copy of the book in my hands and to know it’s out there somewhere after all this time.
Writing. It’s a great life if you can last the distance.
Better get rid of that anthropomorphism — quick! After all, we know that books and movies about talking animals just never find an audience. Sheesh!
Keep running. It’s just over the next hill. You’ll make it.
Thanks, Catana – and thanks for the tip re public/pubic 🙂 I don’t use the spellchecker. Because I earn money on the side ms assessing and editing, I follow the Aust’n Government Style Manual and no spellcheckers do. I had a cleaner draft up there, but then (remember, I’m the original digital klutz – more of that next week when I do my Desert of the Last Copy-edit post), somehow or other, what went up was an earlier, rougher draft. So thanks again.
Don’t you use WordPress’s spell checker? Not that it would have caught that one, but it’s an usually good one for a blogsite. I usually write directly in the text box unless it’s one of those posts that’s going to take days to think about. I used to save a folder of my posts, just in case, but quit bothering.
Hope the novel doesn’t have you beating your head against the wall. I haven’t been writing much lately, but at least I’m getting a sense of the new book’s structure and tone.
I don’t use any spell checkers at all, Catana. The Australian spelling is so different from the US’s in so many cases, that I just use a British print dictionary, if I don’t know, and the Oxford Dictionary for Writers and Editors for vexing words, as it’s the bible for anyone seeking traditional publication in Australia. My head’s a bit off this morning, I had to rewrite 4 chapters from the adults’ POV, but I’m almost at the point where I can crawl out of the desert. Good to hear you’re getting a sense of your book’s structure and tone. So important.
Hope to all that are holey 🙂 that money wise your book finds a niche that blows all your expectation out of the water. (not sure that I’m making sense, been to the chiropractor and she did things, put parts of me back where they haven’t been for a while and it’s doing my head in. Had to have a siesta) Needless to say, hope all goes super well, Danielle 🙂
Thanks so much, Louise, You never know in publishing, it’s a chancy business. Hope you’ve recovered from the chiropractor.
they didn’t like the anthropomorphism in a work of FICTION? Friggin’ hell, what are they….publishers or animal behavioural scientists? Have they ever HEARD OF, let alone read Animal Farm? I’m an animal behaviourist (of sorts) and in that context I deplore anthropomorphism because it is unfair to the animal, but in fiction literature it can be both entertaining and it can shed light on the HUMAN contition (much as I hate that term….)
they didn’t like the anthropomorphism in a work of FICTION? Friggin’ hell, what are they….publishers or animal behavioural scientists? Have they ever HEARD OF, let alone read Animal Farm? I’m an animal behaviourist (of sorts) and in that context I deplore anthropomorphism because it is unfair to the animal, but in fiction literature it can be both entertaining and it can shed light on the HUMAN condition (much as I hate that term….)
Interesting you should say that, Tony. David Lovejoy made the same observation in his bit for MagnifiCat’s back cover – different words, same meaning.
When I said I’m an animal behaviourist….perhaps I should clarify. My wife frequently accuses me of behaving like an animal.
What can I say? (But you really should stop drinking out of the troughs.)